It’s a group of strong individuals who, somehow, create a close-knit team, pulling through hardships with mutual respect (and possibly a hip flask).

It’s jazzy and sexy and gives you dirt under your fingernails.

It’s tap dancing.

It’s brash, but cute. Perhaps a little bit noir.

Faded sequins and drooping feather headdresses – the most talented men and women in the world, largely ignored by a population that is unwilling or unable to venture out to see them in their magnificence.

Thank you so much for your kind comment! I actually feel as though I’m a really poor poet most of the time – mostly because I haven’t had that much practice. What poetry I do write tends to be more like this – long lines of what could be prose, separated into lines. But I’m really glad that you liked it, and a bunch of other people have seemed to like it as well.

Alliteration, by the way, is one of my absolute favorite devices. An easy way to get across a feeling, you know?